Head cheerleader Lisa and Badass Rosé have never gotten along, but when Lisa's pride and reputation are on the line she gets a little desperate... and Rosé just happens to be there to help her out.
Everything has its consequences though.
A/N: This...
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The Thai was head cheerleader of the PeachyQueens, dating the quarter back of the football team, practically OWNED the whole damn school and to top it all off she was sexy as hell and smart as a whip.
Everyone feared yet envied her in a way no one could describe. She had the whole world wrapped around her little pinky.
... Well, almost the whole world.
"What the fuck are you doing in my seat Park?" she sneered at the blonde currently occupying her chair. She was leaning back with her combat boots propped up on the table in front of her.
Roseanne Park.
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She hated her. She was too carefree, too stubborn, too dumb and too fucking annoying to waste any of her time and energy. Of course those weren't the only reasons why she disliked her so much. The primary reason was that she was so god damn defiant. Everyone, EVERYONE else bent to her will except Rosé and it pissed Lisa off to no end.
The blonde sighed lazily and chewed her gum for a moment more- that's another thing Lisa didn't like about her. The girl chewed gum nonstop, all fucking day! She probably brushed her teeth with the shit still in her mouth!
Before Lisa got the chance to yank the sticky substance out of the girls mouth herself she sat up and removed her sunglasses.
WHO THE FUCK WEARS SUNGLASSES INSIDE?
"What?" Rosé asked.
"Your ass. Out of my chair. NOW."
Rosé looked the raging girl up and down before smiling devilishly.
"Oh this is your seat? I'm sorry, I had no idea," she said, flashing her perfect white teeth but not making any attempt to move. Of course she knew it was her seat.
"Move," Lisa said assertively, not wanting to show how angry she actually was. Rosé rolled her eyes playfully before standing up. To add to Lisa's hate list: Rosé was taller than her. She had a good 2 inches on her meaning that the blonde looked down on Lisa. No one looks down on Lisa.
